Vanilla |Woosan

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Wooyoung
It was almost night time when I heard an unknown voice from downstairs. Because I was a curious, I opened my door in order to listen to what my father said.

"Welcome Mr. Choi! I am so glad we can meet even though you have a lot of work to do" my father said very politely. Suddenly, I remembered what my father said to me. That his new potential business partner would visit him today.

"Mr. Jung, I am so sorry that I couldn't visit you earlier. I am very busy these days" the male answered. His voice was husky and soft. It felt like I've heard his voice before but I didn't know where.

They went into my father's home office and started to discuss topics I didn't understand, which was the reason why I closed my door again.

Why did I have the feeling that I heard the man's voice before? It was weird feeling to not be able to know who was downstairs.

After an hour, I felt my throat becoming sore which told me that I had to get something to drink. Of course it was the worst timing ever to leave my room because I'd probably interrupt them but I really needed to get some water.

With quiet steps I tried to go downstairs without letting them know that I was there. I headed into the kitchen as quiet as possible and reached out for a glass.

As lucky as I was, the glass I tried to reach fell down and shattered into many pieces. And as If that wasn't enough bad, I cut myself into my hand while reaching out for the glass.

"Shit" I mumbled to myself.

"Wooyoung?" a worried voice said. My father and his new business partner entered the kitchen. I looked up in pain just to see the worried face of my father and- my heart dropped.

It was the man from the club, who just looked down to me. My eyes widened as soon as I realized that the male with the familiar voice was the male I met in the club two days before.

He was a business man? How was I supposed to know that I made out with a god damn business man, that was now also probably a friend of my father.

"Are you fine? You look very pale?" My father suddenly asked me, which made me realize that this was reality and I had to act normal. "Y-Yeah I am so sorry that I interrupted your important meeting" I mumbled in embarrassment.

My father only shook his head. "No don't worry. Your health is more important! We were worried when we heard the noise" he immediately said worriedly.

My father was too precious and nice to me considering the fact that I had made out with one of his potential business partners.

"You cut your hand very deeply" the male with the husky voice spoke. My heart started to beat faster as soon as I heard the husky voice of the man. "Yes" I just mumbled as an answer.

"I am sorry that I didn't introduce you to each other. Wooyoung, this is San, Choi San. I'll get the first aid kit from upstairs. Wait a second" my father rambled and left.

I gulped. I was alone with Choi San, the man I met at the club that day-